Heat Waves Fic Novels & Stories

Heat. It rolled across the fractured asphalt in a sudden wave, thick and searing, like a furnace opening its mouth. The air shimmered, bending light in a warped halo above the street. Aria’s eyes narrowed, heart hammering, every instinct in her body bristling at the wrongness that clung to the warmth. She grabbed Selene’s arm, nails digging in. “Selene — stop. Wait.”

Of course, I knew little about heat but except for the vague, whispered things about how it could be subdued. But this… this was nothing like the stories. My vagina throbbed so violently that it felt wild, scorching, and scratching as if it could suddenly take on three dicks at once without hesitation. “Heat isn’t something you go through alone,” Darius continued, his voice dropping lower. “And if you are feeling it this strongly, then it is only a matter of time before the male wolves catch your scent… and maybe enter rut.” “Rut? Cut the bullshit. Get me a healer. I’m sure something could be done.”

There were stretches of two or three days when I didn’t see Lucen at all, his silhouette absent from the hallway, his voice missing from the nightly council briefings. Yet each time the heat arrived... each time my body ignited with the feral fire of the season... he was there, punctual as the sunrise. The first night of my heat that year, the fever surged without warning. My veins felt like rivers of molten metal, each breath a gasp of flame. I lay curled beneath the heavy blankets, sweat slick on my skin, the world reduced to the rhythmic pounding of my heart and the low croak of wolves far beyond the estate’s walls.

I was never Miracle, I was just a curse who was born due to someone’s undying hate and wish to get back at me. A lump forms in my throat, my eyes tearing up. I hate this Heat Season with all my heart because it heightens all emotions. I don’t want this to impact me too much anymore. Suddenly, I feel the urge to have Cain close again. Another episode of heat season. Closing my eyes, I hang my head low. The scent of arousal is high in the air. I am sure they can smell it, but I am glad they are not saying anything. It’s not in my control.

Privacy was one of my top qualifications and I made that clear. There’s a swimming pool outside if anyone is brave enough to sit in the heat and boil. No thank you. Even though the air conditioner takes the inside temperature down into the low seventies, it’s too damn hot. The short trips I take outside to get in and out of my vehicle drive me the craziest. The heat is heavy like a wool blanket and leaches the water from my body. Who in their right mind would live in this godforsaken wasteland without someone holding a gun to their head?

she said and waited for bit before I heard her footsteps retreat from my door and I sunk into my darkness. My eyes flew open, a wave of unbearable heat rocking through my body. Lifting my head to find my room dark, I wondered if I’d fallen asleep but before I could see what time it was, another wave of heat burnt through my heart, spreading across my body. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” the scream tore out of me just as I reached my bed and I felt as my knees buckled. What is happening? What is this? “Mate…. Cheating” my wolf howled, the heat now a consistent burn, scotching me from within.

With every step he takes the pain in my belly gets worse, I cry more and Lorenzo snarls louder. “No!” I wail in agony when an exceptionally strong heat wave hits me. It’s powerful enough to bring me to my knees and I end up hanging limply from Blake’s arms as he shuts the basement door with his foot before Lia locks it. The further I get from Lorenzo, the more painful it is and the hotter I feel.

Sharon The heat was insufferable. It had come out of nowhere, blasting through the city and melting everything and everyone in its path. It had even reached all the way out to the suburbs, stifling my entire life. As if it wasn’t bad enough with the lock down, now we had to suffer through unbearable heat on top of it. I wasn’t sure how I was going to survive the rest of the summer. I was already covered in sweat. I could feel it trickling down my spine and falling between my butt cheeks.

I just had to hold on until they found a way to break me out. They would find a way to break me out. Damien would. The thought had barely settled in my mind when the first wave hit me. It wasn't nausea this time. It was heat. It started in the marrow of my bones, a slow, creeping burn that spread outward like liquid fire through my veins. I kicked the heavy duvet off, gasping as the cool air of the room hit my skin, but it wasn't enough. The fire was inside me, consuming me from within.

He kept fanning himself and barked orders at Katie, telling her exactly where to put the solar panel, to move the power cords to the shadier spot, and to position everything just right. It was nearly fifteen minutes before my sister finally made it back inside. She was red and swollen from the sun, skin peeling in several places. The moment she came in, she desperately started putting medicinal cream all over, wincing in pain with every touch. In my last life, the same thing happened to me. The moment I was shoved out the door, the heat scalded me until I was red and swollen all over because of the suffocating heat wave. I cried and begged my sister to let me back in, but she just snuggled i